Chapter 247 - Before the Storm (1/2)

“This plan is really, ruthless!” Jonathan said coldly.

“Oh, compared with their methods, mine is not ruthless enough. In this way, you can get rid of Wang Bugui and I can get the book, right?” Adolf asked with a smile.

“Hmph!”

Jonathan snorted scornfully, “I cooperate with you this time just because of a common enemy. The next time we meet, I’ll kill you in person!”

“Okay, it’s enough that you realize Wang Bugui and the Seraph Knights are hypocrites. As long as I’m ready, I’ll inform you,” Adolf laughed.

“Go now. As for the weapon, I’ll find a way to get it,” Jonathan replied slowly.

Adolf smiled at him for the last time, cast a little more hypnosis, and then turned into a blood bat, dissipating.

After returning to the outside world, he looked back and said to himself, “What a powerful heart! How much he hates demons?”

Adolf was really puzzled. He was even more powerful than Nattiavelle in hypnotic magic. He had hypnotized others so many times and never failed.

Anyone who was brought into his hypnotic rhythm would eventually collapse into a puppet controlled by him.

As for Jonathan, no matter how to hypnotize him, his heart wouldn’t be completely destroyed. Because, however deceived and hoodwinked, it still stuck to a belief, to kill all demons.

He carried out justice, and never allowed any evil to exist. No matter how to twist his heart, these beliefs were still with him.

With a puzzled look, Adolf finally left the church.

“Druid, I have something to discuss with you.”

Two days later, Jonathan went to Druid in the church.

Druid was writing something. When he saw Jonathan, he raised his head and replied, “Sit down. What’s up?”

“It’s about the knights. They want to follow Wang Bugui, don’t they?” Jonathan said.

“Yes.” Druid nodded. He didn’t know what Jonathan was going to say.

“So I think we need to make an arrangement early. I want to invite Wang Bugui here and ask for his ideas.” Jonathan came straight to the point.

“But he’ll come to us in two days. There’s no need to be so anxious. Let’s wait,” Druid suggested.

Jonathan shook his head and said, “At that time, we’ll take the Forbidden Book back. Perhaps, there will be Infantes making troubles. I think our brothers will be in danger, don’t you think so?”

Druid frowned slightly. He sank into thinking with his chin held, and then said, “You’re right. But Merutia said they were badly hurt too. Will we bother him by doing that?”

“Especially Bugui. I heard recently from the head of the Hunters’ Union that he had been seriously unconscious. I don’t know if he has woken up today.”

“Has he?”

Hearing that, Jonathan put on a frown on his forehead. He secretly conveyed the situation with what Adolf left him.

“Well, in this case, the second plan can be implemented. Perhaps only the second plan can make Wang Bugui pay a greater price!”

In an old castle, Adolf laughed cruelly while swirling the wine in his glass.

Receiving it, Jonathan immediately raised his head and said, “Although Wang Bugui is in a coma, I heard that the woman who has been beside him is still awake. You know her.”

“She seems the disciple of Azrael. She said that we can find her if we have important things these days. You know, I’m really worried about those brothers, and want to settle them as soon as possible.”

“Give me a moment to think about it.” Druid crossed his hands, supported his chin, and propped himself on the table.

He thought about it with his eyes moving around, and then kept tapping the table with his fingertips.

“If you’re worried that they’ll be affected, just leave it to me. I will not invite him in the name of you or the Sanctuary, but those brothers.”

“I’ll invite your friend in the name of the Paladins who have sworn their allegiance to Wang Bugui and want to follow him for their entire lives. Can I?”

Jonathan asked sincerely. He also reached out and looked forward to the other side’s answer.

Seeing that, Druid replied with a short sigh, “Well, you are in charge of it. It’s not that I don’t want to disturb them, but…”

He stopped talking. After some ideological struggle, he added, “In fact, I’m reluctant to let so many brothers go. I don’t want to see the scene of separation. I really don’t want them to leave.”

“I know how you feel. Me too. But this is their choice. Since they’re our brothers, we should give their full support. We Dragon Slaughter Knights will be in charge,” Jonathan said with a nod.

“Well, go ahead,” Druid said, holding his head.

Before Jonathan left, he turned his head slightly at the door and gave a contemptuous smile. In his mind, this former comrade-in-arms had been changed into a hypocrite.

No matter what the other party said, he just thought it ridiculous. Reluctant to let brothers go? It was just a lie in his ears.

Jonathan then came to a door with a statue of Seraph. This was the house of forbidden weapons, guarded by the most elite Seraph Knights.

“Head Jonathan, why are you here?” A Seraph Knight asked.

“I’m here to take my weapon,” Jonathan answered slowly.